When you're afraid of someone's judgment, you can't connect with them. You're too preoccupied with the task of impressing them.

It feels like it is a daily work and an ongoing task to undo all of the f - - g programming that I have had all my life about who I am supposed to be and how I'm supposed to look and that I'm supposed to win. It's a daily deconstruction of all that bullshit.

It would nice to live in a world where art can just be art!

The pattern's laid out on the bed With dozens of colors of thread But you've got the needle I guess that's the point in the end

There's a huge cloud of shame around art and business being seen as bedfellows.

There's really no honor in proving that you can carry the entire load on your own shoulders. Andit's lonely.

Donald Trump is going to make punk rock great again.